The room plunged into a comfortable murkiness, with subdued lighting provided by the washroom lights. The wine and the low lighting eased my jangled n...rves, and a sense of lustiness filled me. A fantasy was about to be fulfilled, and the realization made me feel reckless. "C'm'here and take off my panties," I told him, my voice husky.I skootched out my bottom as he knelt before me. He ran his hands up and down my thighs, and I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. He stuck his face close to my. The money just builds up in the bank on Friday and Saturday. I expect it is upwards of quarter million bucks." Now that is a good sized chunk of change, but I ain't interested." I really did enjoy turning him down."Why not?" he asked."Because Carl," I called him by the familiar name for the first time. I enjoyed his discomfort at it. "I am not a thief. Secondly you are not the great organizer you think you are. Most of the missions you and your Princeton friends arranged could have gotten me. “Hey,” she said, sounding a little worried. “Hey what?” I asked, giving her rump another slap. “Oh God,” she moaned, and a shiver went through her body. I gave her several more, and she was groaning in ecstasy by the tenth. I paused again to rub the firm flesh. I’d never seen her naked, and I still hadn’t, but I did know that she rode her bike around the university, and here, to the house. It was doing wonders for these muscles. I slipped my fingers into her stockings and rubbed her legs, and. . when was the last report?”“Classified. Emergency state Beta clearance granted. Last report was on August 12th, 2092.”Whatever Beta clearance was, it was helping him out quite a bit. “No, I mean, how many years has it been since then?”“It has been 1274 years since the last report.”Oh by the sands. Over a thousand years since the Ancients were killed. Wow. Wow! Proof that the Ancients existed, proof that they died in some kind of war, proof that they had vaults! Or R and D centers, whatever.